Maomao's way of showing love is so precious to me, especially how she doesn't realise how much love she has to give. How much she is loved by others. Maomao's love is gentle and loud at the same time.
She loves Xiolan like a little sister, protecting her when she gets in trouble and risking her own head and silently admiring how adorable she is.
She loves Chou-u like a little brother or even a son, shopping for winter clothes for him, disciplining him and hoping to secure his future so he doesn't grow up hungry and without maximizing his potential.
She loves Luomen, her dad she admires, by pondering and worrying about his luck, recommending others to visit his shop just to make sure he earns enough money to eat and pay rent.
She loves Jinshi by constantly worrying about his health, making sure he sleeps enough and getting angry when he keeps hurting himself. Worried that her love wasn't enough, that's it's nothing more than lukewarm water when it's exactly what he needed.
She loves Shisui by going against her own beliefs and insticts, desperately reaching out to her as she runs to her end, and grieving the loss of their friendship.
Maomao's love is real and it shapes the lives of people around her.
Bruh why you making me cry more, this is beautiful! And so true!
